I hate myself for liking it

Freda's POV

I lay there feeling extremely disappointed in myself for enjoying what he had just done to me. This was worse than torture. I said to myself. Though I could not deny the fact that I enjoyed the sex, deep down I knew I was not supposed to enjoy it. My pussy was unable to resist his touches. I lay there, still with the blindfold on my eyes, as all these thoughts ran through my mind. I heard him groan lowly as walked away to the bathroom, not uttering a single word to me. I heaved a sigh, exhaling with my mouth.

“Don't leave me here like this,” I said in my shaky voice, but he didn't respond. I heard the shower running and for a moment, I thought. “What kind of person is he?” I felt a wave of anger coursing through me as I tried to move my hands, but the chains kept me in place. I had the urge to scream for him to come and release me, but I decided not to scream. I stayed there naked on the bed, my legs widely spread out. The only thing that made me feel a little better was t